3HSW I host a 3 Hour Song Writing group with my friend Chris Winters (SickTransit), which meets once a week in my living room. Each night we write, practice and record a song, using drums loops. We write the music, chords and lyrics in three hours. I usually play bass and fill in whatever other insturments or lyrics that are needed on each track. Chris Winters plays the masterful electric guitar on most the songs, sings on quite a few and writes lyrics as well—he posts some solo stuff at SickTransit on MacJams. Everything is recorded in my modest living room studio and remixed by myself or sometimes Chris. Contributors to the project have included (Chris Winters, Barbara Burgio, Mike Northcutt, Greg Ryan, Anna Huckabay, Korey Foss, Aditi Viyasgar, Nick Barrett, Meagin Donavan and Steve Craig, echoroom on Macjams.

December, 06 | :: AudiO22p

Real #3

Vocals: Korey Foss
Music: Rich Huston and Chris Winters

I’d rather be sad than angry,
I’d rather be real than be cool,
But sometimes I forget,
That you’re real too

Draw a picture with your eyes,
Sign it with a toss of your pretty hair,
Take a look around and back again,
Do you see through me then?

I make you up (try to make it up to you)
You shake me up (you can stay away a little while)
You make me (but I don’t know what you feel)
Sometimes I forget that you are real (forget that you are real)

A flick of you wrist, the touch of your chin
The way you say I pull you through
Our best laid plans, and thoughtful desires
Have nothing to do with me and you

And you turn my head around,
When you turn your own the other way,
I’m not in your plan,
I understand, some day I’ll comprehend.

I make you up (try to make it up to you)
You shake me up (you can stay away a little while)
You make me (but I don’t know what you feel)
Sometimes I forget that you are real (forget that you are real)

I’d rather be alone than be lonely
Know what’s real than play a fool

I make you up (try to make it up to you)
You shake me up (you can stay away a little while)
You make me (but I don’t know what you feel)
Sometimes I forget that you are real (forget that you are real)

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